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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
Windows in a silent room,
Sunlight burns the walls to black. Angles and dimensions melt While colors drip and pillows crack- Reflections of my memories like pictures pasted on a sheet, A ribbon film of seperate frames Lying curled up at my feet. The film is just a snake-design And the photographs are fading fast... These are not memories of mine- I have no future...no past... I have seen a thousand afternoons Dissolve into the night. Like sugar crystals on a spoon They disappear from sight. Grey days from the crispest morning To the warmest afternoon... In this room. And I like to draw The face I saw so long ago. My image in the mirror tells the jagged lines Which way to go. A black-and-white description of The sole survivor of the Holocaust.. All the rest were lost. Do you see this paper face? It has no color or no mood. My eyes are ageless as am I! I need no sleep, I need no food. I am a king! But like a child, The other children laugh at me... Tongues of fire wagging wild, They dance around me merrily. I'll kill them all, And if I fail, I'll kill whoever I can find. Then they'll beg me to be kind. My eyes have seen far more Than eyes can ever tell: This planet plunged through mushroom fires Of earthly hell. I know that my sweet Jesus said He would return... But Babylon has fallen, And the cities... Burn. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
A long long time ago
I can still remember How that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So *Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the Book of Love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so Do you believe in rock 'n roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow Well I know that you're in love with him Cause I saw you dancing in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncing buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singing * Repeat Now for ten years We've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rolling stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the King and Queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean and a voice that came from you and me And while the King was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lennon read a book of Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singing * Repeat Helter Skelter in a summer swelter The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul out on the grass The players tried for a forward pass with the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the Sergeants played a marching tune, we all got up to dance Oh but we never got the chance Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died We started singing * Repeat Oh and there we were all in one place A generation Lost in Space with no time left to start again So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick Cause fire is the Devil's only friend Oh and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in hell could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singing * Repeat I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said The music woudn't play And in the streets The children screamed The lovers cried, And the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singing * Repeat They were singing Bye bye Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing this'll be the day that I die |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died I started singin' it singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
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from Don Mclean - Solo (1999)
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died I started singin' it singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died I started singin' it singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
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from Don Mclean - Rearview Mirror (2005)
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died I started singin' it singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died I started singin' it singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
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from We Are Marshall Soundtrack [ost] (2007)
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died I started singin' it singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
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from DJ 김기덕의 잊을 수 없는 추억 (2009)
A long long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver with every paper I'd daliver Bad news on the doorstap I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride Something touched me deep inside the day the music died.So bye bye Miss American pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinkin' whisky ane rye singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above? If the Bible tells you so Now do you believe in rook and roll can Music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well I know that you're in love with him cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shose Man, I dig those rhythm and bluses I was a lonely teenage broncin's buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died. I started singing bye bye Now for ten years we've been on our own and moss grows fat on a rollin's stone But that's not how it used to be When the Jester sang for the king and Queen in a coat He Borrowned from James Dean and a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down the Jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned And while Lennin read a book on Marx the coart took practice in the park and we SONG dirties in the dark the day the music died. We were singin's bye bye Helter-skelter in the summer sweiter the birds flew off with a fall-out shelter Eight miles high and fallin's fast, it landed foul on the gress the players tried for a forware pass, with the Jester on the sidelines in a coat Now the half-time air was sweet paerfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance but we never got the chance Cause the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died We started singin's bye bye In there we were all in one place, A generation lost in space with no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack sat on a candlestick cause fire is the devils only friend (Oh) as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in festive rage No angel born in heaven could break that stan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night the sacrificial rite I saw satan Laughing with delight the day the music died. He was singin's bye byeI met girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news but the just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play The lovers cried and the posts dreamed (But) Not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken And he three man I admire most the Father, Son an the holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died. And they were singin' bye bye |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from Don Mclean - Solo (1999)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from 流星花園 (꽃보다 남자) [ost] (2002)
The people ask me how
How I've lived till now I tell them I don't know I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes, I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead That is my belief And yes, I know how lonely life can be The shadows follw me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how How I've lived till now I tell them I don't know |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from He Sings The Blues - The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face (2005)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from Don Mclean - Rearview Mirror (2005)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from Don Mclean - Rearview Mirror (2005)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
Singing in 'rounds', first person sings once right through, then second person
starts when first person reaches second verse, third person when second reaches second verse, and so on... By the waters The waters Of Babylon. We lay down and wept And wept For thee Zion. We remember Thee remember Thee remember Thee Zion |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
Singing in 'rounds', first person sings once right through, then second person
starts when first person reaches second verse, third person when second reaches second verse, and so on... By the waters The waters Of Babylon. We lay down and wept And wept For thee Zion. We remember Thee remember Thee remember Thee Zion |
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from Don Mclean - Solo (1999)
Singing in 'rounds', first person sings once right through, then second person
starts when first person reaches second verse, third person when second reaches second verse, and so on... By the waters The waters Of Babylon. We lay down and wept And wept For thee Zion. We remember Thee remember Thee remember Thee Zion |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
Singing in 'rounds', first person sings once right through, then second person
starts when first person reaches second verse, third person when second reaches second verse, and so on... By the waters The waters Of Babylon. We lay down and wept And wept For thee Zion. We remember Thee remember Thee remember Thee Zion |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
'Round and 'round, the years go 'round and 'round
And many a dream is lost in the nasty city sound… Now she's down and out, everyone's above her Tried everything a gal could try She takes the notion that nobody loves her And here's the reason why: She came to the city like a good gal should Found a little pad in a bad neighborhood She learned about life and it was quite a shock But now she knocks 'em down with the best on the block Ah, right! Yeah, and it's really a shame too, 'Cause she was her daddy's pride and joy Daddy, won't you buy that pretty dolly for me? It's the only toy I ever wanted Won't you take me for a walk in the park? I love the big brass band And the chestnut stand And that sad old man 'Round and 'round, the years go 'round and 'round And many a dream is lost in the nasty city sound… Now she's down and out, everyone's above her Tried everything a gal could try She takes the notion that nobody loves her Oh, but she's wrong, you know, Because I love her |
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from Don Mclean - Solo (1999)
If I could say the things I feel, it wouldn't be the same
Some things are not spoken of, some things have no name And though the words come hard to me I'll say them just for you For this is something rare for me this feeling is so new You see I love the way you love me Love the way you smile at me I love the way we live this life we're in Long ago I heard the song that lovers sing to me And through the days with each new phrase I hummed that melody And all along I loved the song but I never learned it through But since the day you came along, I've saved it just for you You see I love the way you love me Love the way you smile at me, I love the way we live this life we're in I don't believe in magic but I do believe in you And when you say you believe in me There's so much magic I can do Now you see me, now you don't watch me dive below Deep down in your love lake where the sweet fish come and go And I might sink, and I might drown but death don't mean a thing 'Cause life continues right or wrong when I play this birthday song I learned from you And you can't even sing... |
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from Don Mclean - Don Mclean (2004)
If I could say the things I feel, it wouldn't be the same
Some things are not spoken of, some things have no name And though the words come hard to me I'll say them just for you For this is something rare for me this feeling is so new You see I love the way you love me Love the way you smile at me I love the way we live this life we're in Long ago I heard the song that lovers sing to me And through the days with each new phrase I hummed that melody And all along I loved the song but I never learned it through But since the day you came along, I've saved it just for you You see I love the way you love me Love the way you smile at me, I love the way we live this life we're in I don't believe in magic but I do believe in you And when you say you believe in me There's so much magic I can do Now you see me, now you don't watch me dive below Deep down in your love lake where the sweet fish come and go And I might sink, and I might drown but death don't mean a thing 'Cause life continues right or wrong when I play this birthday song I learned from you And you can't even sing... |
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from Don Mclean - Prime Time (2005)
McLean
I'm building my body I'm happy when I'm building my body I'm tired of fighting, let's make friends I'm tired of burning both ends That's why I'm building my body It hurts me but I'm building my body And I know what the pain is worth I know I feel the pain of birth I'm pushin' up And gettin' down with my body There's no-one else around with my body One look says I'm a stone disgrace Don't kick no sand in my face Because I'm building my body strong I'm watching what I eat And I'm sorting out right from wrong Hey, not a lot of meat And I know that it won't be long Before I gotta quit smoking Because I'm building my body I'm peaceful when I'm building my body I'm sweating out mistakes I've made I'm getting back the dues I've paid I'm doing more And getting sore with my body But I'm gaining a rapport with my body And this seems like the perfect time They say I'm in my prime That's why I'm building my body strong I'm thinking at the table And I'm sorting out right from wrong I'm reading every label And I know that it won't be long Before I gotta quit smoking 'Cause I'm building my body There's someone else inside of my body He's waiting to be born again |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just leave me to despair Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky A dream come true, I'll live there 'til I die I'm asking you, to say my last goodbye The love we knew, ain't worth another try Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain Oh, but how can words express the feel of sunlight In the morning in the hills away from city strife I need a country woman for my wife I'm city born but I love the country life For I will not be part of her Cocktail-Generation Partner's Waltz, Devoid of all romance The music plays and everyone must dance I'm bowing out, I need a second chance Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just lead me to despair |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just leave me to despair Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky A dream come true, I'll live there 'til I die I'm asking you, to say my last goodbye The love we knew, ain't worth another try Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain Oh, but how can words express the feel of sunlight In the morning in the hills away from city strife I need a country woman for my wife I'm city born but I love the country life For I will not be part of her Cocktail-Generation Partner's Waltz, Devoid of all romance The music plays and everyone must dance I'm bowing out, I need a second chance Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just lead me to despair |
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from Don Mclean - Believers (2005)
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just leave me to despair Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky A dream come true, I'll live there 'til I die I'm asking you, to say my last goodbye The love we knew, ain't worth another try Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain Oh, but how can words express the feel of sunlight In the morning in the hills away from city strife I need a country woman for my wife I'm city born but I love the country life For I will not be part of her Cocktail-Generation Partner's Waltz, Devoid of all romance The music plays and everyone must dance I'm bowing out, I need a second chance Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just lead me to despair |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just leave me to despair Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky A dream come true, I'll live there 'til I die I'm asking you, to say my last goodbye The love we knew, ain't worth another try Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain Oh, but how can words express the feel of sunlight In the morning in the hills away from city strife I need a country woman for my wife I'm city born but I love the country life For I will not be part of her Cocktail-Generation Partner's Waltz, Devoid of all romance The music plays and everyone must dance I'm bowing out, I need a second chance Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just lead me to despair |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
Cotton candy, two for a quarter
See if the fat man can guess your weight A big stuffed tiger is what I bought her And I'm going home 'cause it's late Roller coasters make me dizzy And cotton candy makes me sick I wish I had some Bromo fizzy Now that would do the trick Everyone knows that the clowns aren't happy And everyone knows that the people don't care I wish I could laugh at the way that they're acting But I'm so sick, I just don't dare to High wire dancers kick and balance White silk horses step in time The tattooed man displays his talents I'm not the talented kind I always go to the circus on Sunday And there I can laugh at the people I see But when I leave home in the morning on Monday Everybody laughs at me I make other people nervous I guess that's why they laugh at me But to me my life is a three-ring circus And I can see it for free Have you seen my wife Elvira? She can tame a lion, you know Well, I once had a bushy mane But that was so damn long ago Tight-collared clowns in plastic buildings Have happy families as their fate Happy jobs and happy clubs And happy people they hate Everyone's juggling and everyone's acting With smiles of grease paint three feet wide Everyone's caught on a carousel pony And one time around is a lifetime ride |
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from Don Mclean - Solo (1999)
Cotton candy, two for a quarter
See if the fat man can guess your weight A big stuffed tiger is what I bought her And I'm going home 'cause it's late Roller coasters make me dizzy And cotton candy makes me sick I wish I had some Bromo fizzy Now that would do the trick Everyone knows that the clowns aren't happy And everyone knows that the people don't care I wish I could laugh at the way that they're acting But I'm so sick, I just don't dare to High wire dancers kick and balance White silk horses step in time The tattooed man displays his talents I'm not the talented kind I always go to the circus on Sunday And there I can laugh at the people I see But when I leave home in the morning on Monday Everybody laughs at me I make other people nervous I guess that's why they laugh at me But to me my life is a three-ring circus And I can see it for free Have you seen my wife Elvira? She can tame a lion, you know Well, I once had a bushy mane But that was so damn long ago Tight-collared clowns in plastic buildings Have happy families as their fate Happy jobs and happy clubs And happy people they hate Everyone's juggling and everyone's acting With smiles of grease paint three feet wide Everyone's caught on a carousel pony And one time around is a lifetime ride |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
I've got nothing on my mind: Nothing to remember,
Nothing to forget. And I've got nothing to regret, But I'm all tied up on the inside, No one knows quite what I've got; And I know that on the outside What I used to be, I'm not anymore. You know I've heard about people like me, But I never made the connection. They walk one road to set them free And find they've gone the wrong direction. But there's no need for turning back `Cause all roads lead to where I stand. And I believe I'll walk them all No matter what I may have planned. Can you remember who I was? Can you still feel it? Can you find my pain? Can you heal it? Then lay your hands upon me now And cast this darkness from my soul. You alone can light my way. You alone can make me whole once again. We've walked both sides of every street Through all kinds of windy weather. But that was never our defeat As long as we could walk together. So there's no need for turning back `Cause all roads lead to where we stand. And I believe we'll walk them all No matter what we may have planned. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
I've got nothing on my mind,
Nothing to remember, Nothing to forget. And I've got nothing to regret. But I'm all tied up on the inside, No one knows quite what I've got, And I know that on the outside What I used to be I'm not anymore. You know I've heard about people like me But I never made the connection. They walk one road to set them free And find they've gone the wrong direction. But there's no need for turning back Cause all roads lead to where I stand; And I believe I'll walk them all No matter what I may have planned. Can you remember who I was? Can you still feel it? Can you find my pain? Can you heal it? Then lay your hands upon me now And cast this darkness from my soul. You alone can light my way. You alone can make me whole Once again. We've walked both sides of every street Through all kinds of windy weather; But that was never our defeat As long as we could walk together. So there's no need for turning back Cause all roads lead to where we stand; And I believe we'll walk them all No matter what we may have planned. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
I've got nothing on my mind,
Nothing to remember, Nothing to forget. And I've got nothing to regret. But I'm all tied up on the inside, No one knows quite what I've got, And I know that on the outside What I used to be I'm not anymore. You know I've heard about people like me But I never made the connection. They walk one road to set them free And find they've gone the wrong direction. But there's no need for turning back Cause all roads lead to where I stand; And I believe I'll walk them all No matter what I may have planned. Can you remember who I was? Can you still feel it? Can you find my pain? Can you heal it? Then lay your hands upon me now And cast this darkness from my soul. You alone can light my way. You alone can make me whole Once again. We've walked both sides of every street Through all kinds of windy weather; But that was never our defeat As long as we could walk together. So there's no need for turning back Cause all roads lead to where we stand; And I believe we'll walk them all No matter what we may have planned. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
I was alright for a while
I could smile for a while But when I saw you last night You held my hand so tight When you stopped to say 'hello' And though you wished to me well you couldn't tell That I'd been Crying over you Crying over you Then you said to so long Left me standing all alone Alone and crying. Crying Crying Crying It's hard to understand That the touch of your hand can start me crying I thought that I was over you But it's true, so true I love you even more than I did before But, darling, what can I do? While you don't love me And I'll always be Crying over you Crying over you Yes, now you're gone And from this moment on I'll be crying (crying) Crying (crying) Crying (crying) Crying over you Over you Over you |
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from Don Mclean - Rearview Mirror (2005)
I was alright for a while
I could smile for a while But when I saw you last night You held my hand so tight When you stopped to say 'hello' And though you wished to me well you couldn't tell That I'd been Crying over you Crying over you Then you said to so long Left me standing all alone Alone and crying. Crying Crying Crying It's hard to understand That the touch of your hand can start me crying I thought that I was over you But it's true, so true I love you even more than I did before But, darling, what can I do? While you don't love me And I'll always be Crying over you Crying over you Yes, now you're gone And from this moment on I'll be crying (crying) Crying (crying) Crying (crying) Crying over you Over you Over you |
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from Don Mclean - Solo (1999)
I feel like a spinning top or a Dreidel
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle You just slow down Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know We all slow down How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? No days you can borrow, no time you can buy. No trust in tomorrow. It's a lie. And I feel like I'm dippin' and divin'. My sky shoes are spiked with lead heels. I'm lost in this star car I'm drivin'. But my air sole keeps pushin' big wheels. My world is a constant confusion. My mind is prepared to attack. My past a persuasive illusion. I'm watchin' the future it's black. What do you know? You know just what you perceive. What can you show? Nothing of what you believe. And as you grow, each thread of life that you leave Will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs As you sell your soul and you sow your seeds And you wound yourself and your loved one bleed And your habits grow, and your conscience feeds On all that you thought you should be I never thought this could happen to me. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know. We all slow down. How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? Oh.. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
I feel like a spinning top or a Dreidel
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle You just slow down Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know We all slow down How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? No days you can borrow, no time you can buy. No trust in tomorrow. It's a lie. And I feel like I'm dippin' and divin'. My sky shoes are spiked with lead heels. I'm lost in this star car I'm drivin'. But my air sole keeps pushin' big wheels. My world is a constant confusion. My mind is prepared to attack. My past a persuasive illusion. I'm watchin' the future it's black. What do you know? You know just what you perceive. What can you show? Nothing of what you believe. And as you grow, each thread of life that you leave Will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs As you sell your soul and you sow your seeds And you wound yourself and your loved one bleed And your habits grow, and your conscience feeds On all that you thought you should be I never thought this could happen to me. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know. We all slow down. How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? Oh.. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. |
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from Don Mclean - Don Mclean (2004)
I feel like a spinning top or a Dreidel
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle You just slow down Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know We all slow down How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? No days you can borrow, no time you can buy. No trust in tomorrow. It's a lie. And I feel like I'm dippin' and divin'. My sky shoes are spiked with lead heels. I'm lost in this star car I'm drivin'. But my air sole keeps pushin' big wheels. My world is a constant confusion. My mind is prepared to attack. My past a persuasive illusion. I'm watchin' the future it's black. What do you know? You know just what you perceive. What can you show? Nothing of what you believe. And as you grow, each thread of life that you leave Will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs As you sell your soul and you sow your seeds And you wound yourself and your loved one bleed And your habits grow, and your conscience feeds On all that you thought you should be I never thought this could happen to me. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know. We all slow down. How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? Oh.. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
I feel like a spinning top or a Dreidel
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle You just slow down Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know We all slow down How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? No days you can borrow, no time you can buy. No trust in tomorrow. It's a lie. And I feel like I'm dippin' and divin'. My sky shoes are spiked with lead heels. I'm lost in this star car I'm drivin'. But my air sole keeps pushin' big wheels. My world is a constant confusion. My mind is prepared to attack. My past a persuasive illusion. I'm watchin' the future it's black. What do you know? You know just what you perceive. What can you show? Nothing of what you believe. And as you grow, each thread of life that you leave Will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs As you sell your soul and you sow your seeds And you wound yourself and your loved one bleed And your habits grow, and your conscience feeds On all that you thought you should be I never thought this could happen to me. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know. We all slow down. How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? Oh.. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night
Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright Beams of blue come flickering through my window pane Like gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame And I wonder if you know That I never understood That although you said you'd go Until you did I never thought you would Moonlight used to bathe the contours of your face While chestnut hair fell all around the pillow case And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head A sympathy bouquet left with the love that's dead And I wonder if you know That I never understood That although you said you'd go Until you did I never thought you would Never thought the words you said were true Never thought you said just what you meant Never knew how much I needed you Never thought you'd leave, until you went Morning comes and morning goes with no regret And evening brings the memories I can't forget Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs And empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs And I wonder if you know That I never understood That although you said you'd go Until you did I never thought you would |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night,
Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright. Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane, Like Gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, that Although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Moonlight use to bath the contours of your face. Chestnut hair fell all around the pillowcase. And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head, A sympathy bouquet left with a love that's dead. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Never thought the words you said were true. Never thought you said just what you meant. Never knew how much I needed you. Never thought you'd leave, until you went. Morning comes and morning goes with no regret. Evening brings the memories I can't forget. Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs, Empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. |
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from Don Mclean - Solo (1999)
I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night,
Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright. Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane, Like Gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, that Although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Moonlight use to bath the contours of your face. Chestnut hair fell all around the pillowcase. And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head, A sympathy bouquet left with a love that's dead. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Never thought the words you said were true. Never thought you said just what you meant. Never knew how much I needed you. Never thought you'd leave, until you went. Morning comes and morning goes with no regret. Evening brings the memories I can't forget. Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs, Empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night,
Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright. Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane, Like Gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, that Although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Moonlight use to bath the contours of your face. Chestnut hair fell all around the pillowcase. And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head, A sympathy bouquet left with a love that's dead. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Never thought the words you said were true. Never thought you said just what you meant. Never knew how much I needed you. Never thought you'd leave, until you went. Morning comes and morning goes with no regret. Evening brings the memories I can't forget. Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs, Empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. |
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from Don Mclean - Rearview Mirror (2005)
I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night,
Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright. Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane, Like Gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, that Although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Moonlight use to bath the contours of your face. Chestnut hair fell all around the pillowcase. And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head, A sympathy bouquet left with a love that's dead. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Never thought the words you said were true. Never thought you said just what you meant. Never knew how much I needed you. Never thought you'd leave, until you went. Morning comes and morning goes with no regret. Evening brings the memories I can't forget. Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs, Empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
Fortune has me well in hand, armies 'wait my command
My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand The angels guide my ev'ry prayer, my enemies are sick or dead But all the victories I've led haven't brought you to my bed *You see, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you? Now the purest race I've bred to be to live in my democracy And the highest human pedigree awaits the first-born boy baby And my face on ev'ry coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved My own flag is forever waved by the grateful people I have saved *Repeat Now, no man is beyond my claim when land is seized in the people's name By evil men who rob and maim, if war is hell, I'm not to blame! Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child, I'm the second son of Mary mild And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde, but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through, and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue I'm held in very great value by everyone I meet but you 'cause I've used my talents as I could, I've done some bad, I've done some good I did a whole lot better than they thought I would so, c'mon and treat me like you should! Because everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you? Everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you? Yeah, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you? |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
SPOKEN One, two, three, four!
Fortune has me well in hand, armies wait at my command My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand The angels guide my ev'ry tread, my enemies are sick or dead But all the victories I've led haven't brought you to my bed CHORUS: You see, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won't ya tell me what did I do to offend you? Now the purest race I've bred for thee to live in my democracy And the highest human pedigree awaits the first-born boy baby And my face on ev'ry coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved My own flag is forever waved by the grateful people I have saved CHORUS: You see, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won't ya tell me what did I do to offend you? Now, no land is beyond my claim when the land is seized in the people's name By evil men who rob and maim, if war is hell, I'm not to blame! Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child, I'm the second son of Mary mild And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde, but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through, and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue I'm held in very great value by everyone I meet but you 'cause I've used my talents as I could, I've done some bad, I've done some good I did a whole lot better than they thought I would so, c'mon and treat me like you should! Because everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Tell me what did I do to offend you? (whoo, yeah!) Everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Tell me what did I do to offend you? Yeah, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Tell me what did I do to offend you? |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
Everyday
It's getting closer, going faster than a rollercoaster Love like your's Will surely come my way ahey ahey hey Everyday It's getting faster Everyone said: "go on and ask her, love like your's wille surely come my way" ahey ahey hey Everyday Seems a little longer Everyway Love's a little stronger Come with me Do you ever long for true love from me? Everyday It's getting closer, going faster than a rollercoaster Love like your's Will surely come my way ahey ahey hey Love like your's Will surely come my way |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
Everyday
It's getting closer, going faster than a rollercoaster Love like your's Will surely come my way ahey ahey hey Everyday It's getting faster Everyone said: "go on and ask her, love like your's wille surely come my way" ahey ahey hey Everyday Seems a little longer Everyway Love's a little stronger Come with me Do you ever long for true love from me? Everyday It's getting closer, going faster than a rollercoaster Love like your's Will surely come my way ahey ahey hey Love like your's Will surely come my way |
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from Don Mclean - Don Mclean (2004)
I can't answer the questions you ask me,
I don't know what to say. The answers are somewhere lost in the stars when the night has turned to day. But I know if the silence of night could be here, It would drift through my soul and calm all my fear And I could reach out and draw you so near to me Touch me and warm me and I will lie still. And all that you ask me to give you I will One living moment we'll have for our own. A brief flash of time that we spent unalone. But you ask me for nothing and give what you can And we're wrapped in a pillow of sleep once again And my memory drifts through the universe when we are one Closely we're falling through time And the earth will turn in the silence of space, always in motion yet always in place And all things will change yet remain what they are. And far will be near and near will be far And the ages will darken and blend into time And all that is poetry will no longer rhyme But our moment together is forever sublime For the time has arrived when we must understand That we're lost in a void on this sad speck of sand And nobody knows where we are, no one cares And the tears that we shed in the dark no one cares And the madmen who plunder this world for their fame Have forgotten that no one remembers their name But time and the universe are always the same Closely we're falling through time |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
Mornin', Mrs. Campbell
Lovely day today I heard about the fire I wonder what the papers say Let's see now: Give me fifty shotgun shells And a hundred feet of rope Just add that to my bill Says here there ain't no hope They all were burned alive And four packs of cigarettes No, I think I'll make it five I heard about the wedding I'm so happy for the bride Why that fire house looked mighty nice And the whole town swelled with pride We've watched her grow to womanhood She's found an upright man She'll learn this life ain't easy You do the best you can No, no, my family ain't so good My wife just had a spell And I can't afford the medicine She needs to make her well I've been laid off at that factory For sixteen months or more I came home last Wednesday evenin' I found her lyin' on the floor Bye now, Mrs. Campbell Say howdy to your son You can tell him we'll go huntin' When he gets a bigger gun It was too bad about that fire But don't you get me wrong We've gotta teach these people How to stay where they belong |
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from Don Mclean - Solo (1999)
Rust on your fingers, you got trouble at your feet.
Keep the home fires burning, but look out for the heat 'cause there's a man at the window who knows just what you think, and there's a water boy behind you who won't give you a drink Well it's a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight, it takes a great big man to win a great big fight. When it comes to dying, no matter what you tell, They'll let you into a heaven 'cause you lived your life in hell. Well they've got no way to reward you but to let those breezes blow, And you've got nothing left to do but to let your anger show. 'Cause it's a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight, it takes a great big man to win a great big fight. Think about your baby, think about your wife, Think about your banker who's trying to take your life. Think about this planet that's rolling through the night. Oh can you turn your back on such a great big fight? You got the muscle, big man, you got the power, but you're getting weaker with each passing hour. Just like a flame in the rain, like a light in the night, well if it's you that must stay, well then it's you that must fight! 'Cause it's a hard, hard time, your future's not bright, it takes a great big man to win a great big great big man to win a great big fight. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
Have you seen me I just might be your little baby?
Have you seen me I'm lookin' at you with grown up eyes? Every milk carton and highway billboard sign says maybe. Have you seen me or have you only seen my disguise? I had a fight with mama and she said she couldn't stand me. I had a fight with papa and he really likes to swing his fist. I'm sick and tired of all those stupid rules they hand me. They try to make me feel I have no right to exist. Have you seen me, well I've seen you. I've seen what the grown ups do. I've seen I can do that too. Have you seen me? Well I'm older now than I was the day I vanished. You might not even know me if you saw me passin' by. Others take your place in the dark world of the banished. On vicious streets where no one hears me cry. Well you can't run, you can't hide turn your face, walk inside. Can't close your doors, because I'm yours. Have you seen me? Well I'm fighting in Nicaragua, I'm fighting in Afghanistan. In Israel I wear a gun, in Palestine a rock is in my hand. In Africa you see me starve, in America they just throw me away. But I'm making history that other kids will read about some day Have you seen me, well I've seen you. I've seen what the grown ups do. I've seen I can do that too. Have you seen me? Have you seen me? Have you seen me? Have you seen me? |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
I need headroom,
Got to have headroom, Some place to rest my head. I'm gettin' taller, Thinkin's gettin' smaller, Time is winnin' out instead. Well, I heard it on the news, They're selling everything they can. And the American flag Is manufactured in Japan. They're fightin' battles in the stars, They're pourin' billions into Mars. And layin' right there at my feet, There're people sleepin' in the street. Give me room, room, room, room, room, room. Well, I'm livin' on the farm, Where chemistry has lost its charm. And every dusty wind that blows, Is burnin' big holes in my clothes. They're burnin' big holes in the sky, Makin' people wonder why With all our land and sea and space, Progress is wreckin' every place. Give me room, room, room, room, room, room. Well, if you want an assen-ell, The government will wish you well, And if you steal a million bucks, The government will wish you luck. And they might even give you more, If you're makin' things for war. But if you're poor and stealin' cars, You'll spend your life behind the bars. Give me room, room, room, room, room, room. They're talkin' ethics on the hill, They're talkin' union at the mill, They're talkin' justice at the farm, They're talkin' safety in the car. They're talkin' murder in the states, They're talkin' cash to get a fix. They're talkin' virus in the bed, I'm talkin' room to rest my head. Give me room, room, room, room, room, room. I need headroom, Got to have headroom, Some place to rest my head. |
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from Don Mclean - Solo (1999)
I was walking by the graveyard, late last Friday night,
I heard somebody yelling, it sounded like a fight. It was just a drunken hobo dancing circles in the night, Pouring whiskey on the headstones in the blue moonlight. So often have I wondered where these homeless brothers go, Down in some hidden valley were their sorrows cannot show, Where the police cannot find them, where the wanted men can go. There's freedom when your walking, even though you're walking slow. Smash your bottle on a gravestone and live while you can, that homeless brother is my friend. It's hard to be a pack rat, it's hard to be a 'bo, but living's so much harder where the heartless people go. Somewhere the dogs are barking and the children seem to know That Jesus on the highway was a lost hobo. And they hear the holy silence of the temples in the hill, And they see the ragged tatters as another kind of thrill. And they envy him the sunshine and they pity him the chill, And they're sad to do their living for some other kind of thrill. Smash your bottle on a gravestone and live while you can, that homeless brother is my friend. Somewhere there was a woman, somewhere there was a child, Somewhere there was a cottage where the marigolds grew wild. But some where's just like nowhere when you leave it for a while, You'll find the broken-hearted when you're travelling jungle-style. Down the bowels of a broken land where numbers live like men, Where those who keep their senses have them taken back again, Where the night stick cracks with crazy rage, where madmen don't pretend, Where wealth has no beginning and poverty no end. Smash your bottle on a gravestone and live while you can, that homeless brother is my friend. The ghosts of highway royalty have vanished in the night, The Whitman wanderer walking toward a glowing inner light. The children have grown older and the cops have gripped us tight, There's no spot round the melting pot for free men in their flight. And you who leave on promises and prosper as you please, The victim of your riches often dies of your disease, He can't hear the factory whistle, just the lonesome freight train's wheeze, He's living on good fortune, he ain't dying on his knees. Smash your bottle on a gravestone and live while you can, that homeless brother is my friend. That homeless brother is my friend. |
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from Don Mclean - Rearview Mirror (2005)
I was walking by the graveyard, late last Friday night,
I heard somebody yelling, it sounded like a fight. It was just a drunken hobo dancing circles in the night, Pouring whiskey on the headstones in the blue moonlight. So often have I wondered where these homeless brothers go, Down in some hidden valley were their sorrows cannot show, Where the police cannot find them, where the wanted men can go. There's freedom when your walking, even though you're walking slow. Smash your bottle on a gravestone and live while you can, that homeless brother is my friend. It's hard to be a pack rat, it's hard to be a 'bo, but living's so much harder where the heartless people go. Somewhere the dogs are barking and the children seem to know That Jesus on the highway was a lost hobo. And they hear the holy silence of the temples in the hill, And they see the ragged tatters as another kind of thrill. And they envy him the sunshine and they pity him the chill, And they're sad to do their living for some other kind of thrill. Smash your bottle on a gravestone and live while you can, that homeless brother is my friend. Somewhere there was a woman, somewhere there was a child, Somewhere there was a cottage where the marigolds grew wild. But some where's just like nowhere when you leave it for a while, You'll find the broken-hearted when you're travelling jungle-style. Down the bowels of a broken land where numbers live like men, Where those who keep their senses have them taken back again, Where the night stick cracks with crazy rage, where madmen don't pretend, Where wealth has no beginning and poverty no end. Smash your bottle on a gravestone and live while you can, that homeless brother is my friend. The ghosts of highway royalty have vanished in the night, The Whitman wanderer walking toward a glowing inner light. The children have grown older and the cops have gripped us tight, There's no spot round the melting pot for free men in their flight. And you who leave on promises and prosper as you please, The victim of your riches often dies of your disease, He can't hear the factory whistle, just the lonesome freight train's wheeze, He's living on good fortune, he ain't dying on his knees. Smash your bottle on a gravestone and live while you can, that homeless brother is my friend. That homeless brother is my friend. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
When I see you on the street, I lose my concentration. Just the thought that we
might meet creates anticipation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well I've been thinkin' about you day and night...and I don't know if it'll work out right...but somehow I think that it just might...if we try. Faces come and faces go in circular rotation. But something yearns within to grow beyond infatuation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well you've got me standin' deaf and blind...cause I see love as just a state of mind...and who knows what it is that we might find...if we try. (Bridge) You're walking a different direction from most people I've met. You're givin' me signs of affection I don't usually get. I don't want you to pledge your future the future's not yours to give. Just stand there a little longer and let me watch while you live. 'Cause when I see you on the street, I lose my concentration. And just the thought that we might meet creates anticipation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well I've been thinking about you day and night...and I don't know if it will work out right...but somehow I think that it just might...if we try. Somehow I think that it just might if we try. Yes somehow I think that it just might if we try. Note - Don would often change the last chorus when he performed the song live. The words were something like "Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. It'd be so nice to see it all work out...cause that's what fantasies are all about..." |
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from Don Mclean - Don Mclean (2004)
When I see you on the street, I lose my concentration. Just the thought that we
might meet creates anticipation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well I've been thinkin' about you day and night...and I don't know if it'll work out right...but somehow I think that it just might...if we try. Faces come and faces go in circular rotation. But something yearns within to grow beyond infatuation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well you've got me standin' deaf and blind...cause I see love as just a state of mind...and who knows what it is that we might find...if we try. (Bridge) You're walking a different direction from most people I've met. You're givin' me signs of affection I don't usually get. I don't want you to pledge your future the future's not yours to give. Just stand there a little longer and let me watch while you live. 'Cause when I see you on the street, I lose my concentration. And just the thought that we might meet creates anticipation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well I've been thinking about you day and night...and I don't know if it will work out right...but somehow I think that it just might...if we try. Somehow I think that it just might if we try. Yes somehow I think that it just might if we try. Note - Don would often change the last chorus when he performed the song live. The words were something like "Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. It'd be so nice to see it all work out...cause that's what fantasies are all about..." |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
When I see you on the street, I lose my concentration. Just the thought that we
might meet creates anticipation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well I've been thinkin' about you day and night...and I don't know if it'll work out right...but somehow I think that it just might...if we try. Faces come and faces go in circular rotation. But something yearns within to grow beyond infatuation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well you've got me standin' deaf and blind...cause I see love as just a state of mind...and who knows what it is that we might find...if we try. (Bridge) You're walking a different direction from most people I've met. You're givin' me signs of affection I don't usually get. I don't want you to pledge your future the future's not yours to give. Just stand there a little longer and let me watch while you live. 'Cause when I see you on the street, I lose my concentration. And just the thought that we might meet creates anticipation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well I've been thinking about you day and night...and I don't know if it will work out right...but somehow I think that it just might...if we try. Somehow I think that it just might if we try. Yes somehow I think that it just might if we try. Note - Don would often change the last chorus when he performed the song live. The words were something like "Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. It'd be so nice to see it all work out...cause that's what fantasies are all about..." |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you.
Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show, show the way, to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. The walls will keep you in, the walls will keep you out. The gates are calling those, who know what it's about. Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. Jerusalem is old, Jerusalem is new, Jerusalem can hold, Moslem, Christian, Jew. In Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. (Bridge) The markets and the alleys, the temples and the tombs. A place for all believers, it has so many rooms. In Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. Yes, we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. |
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from Don Mclean - Believers (2005)
Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you.
Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show, show the way, to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. The walls will keep you in, the walls will keep you out. The gates are calling those, who know what it's about. Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. Jerusalem is old, Jerusalem is new, Jerusalem can hold, Moslem, Christian, Jew. In Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. (Bridge) The markets and the alleys, the temples and the tombs. A place for all believers, it has so many rooms. In Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. Yes, we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. |
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from Don Mclean - Prime Time (2005)
McLean
[Chorus] Well you better jump, jump, jump, If you wanna' live at all. Yes you better jump, jump, jump, Even though you're bound to fall Cause' they're gonna' make you sorry gonna' make you cry If you don't jump, jump, jump, into the seat by and by. Well, you jump for joy and happiness, You jump when things go right. You jump when you're asleep And you hear a strange voice in the night. Sometimes we get to use to things, they don't mean what they did. I know that what make my floor, make another fellows lid. (Chorus) Well, I'm always on the lookout, For somethin' fresh and new. Like bein' on a cookout with a crazy Kangaroo. Just when I think I've found a place where I'm sure I wanna' stop. My body won't quit cookin' and my mind begins to hop. (Chorus) Well, I'm thinkin' about a thousand things, I'm a losin' lots of sleep. I'm glidin' on my inner wings, I'm gettin' set to leap. I'm ridin' on my pony, I'm lettin' out my rope. I'm lookin' for an idea that a big bar of soap. (Chorus) (Instrumental Break) (Chorus) Well, one man was cold and hungry, One man was rich and well. One man stood at the window, as the crowd began to yell. While the poor man prayed to Jesus and the rich man made a deal. One man was standing naked yellin' do what you feel. (Chorus) |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004) | |||||
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
If you wanna make me happy, here is all you gotta do
Take me where you're going and I'll take care of you 'Cause I got this need that's growing to keep you satisfied And if you keep your green light showing well you can take me for a ride Chorus: 'Cause I la la la la la la love you, And I la la la la la la care. And I really want you with me baby everywhere Well, I like the way you're moving, and I like a the way you go I like the way you let your locomotion show 'Cause my drivin' wheel is drivin' and my piston's working good And if your motor gives you some trouble baby, I'll take a look underneath your hood (yes, I would) (Chorus) Well, I know you like your transportation with a motor and a rubber wheel, But when you move you cause a transformation in this lover and the way I feel So if you want to make me happy here is all you gotta do Just let me ride your boxcar and I'll hobo with you 'Cause all I got is on my shoulder, I'm walkin' on my trav'lin' shoes and before I get much older I'm gonna kick these lovesick blues (Chorus) Yes, I la la la la la la love you, And I la la la la la la care. 'Cause I.. (repeat and fade out) |
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from Don Mclean - Solo (1999) |